By Joe Hubbard Date: 29 April 1997
I heard a old man crying the other day. I stopped and tried to make his day. But he told me to go beyond I saw that old man crying Again. I tried to tell him to hold up his chin. I asked him why do you grieve? He would not tell me much of anything, Only that if I should be so lucky To find a place in love with another, To hold it above all other. For if you don’t he uttered, Forever will you weep.